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Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…

David: what? What’s going on!

C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*

A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit*

*max’s body spasms* n-no. Let…*cough* me…die…

C: *looks at David* You know how to do this
better, don’t you?

A: *sets the kit down by Max’ head and opens
it before moving so the adults could get to it easier.*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

*max’s eyes flutter* *he coughs enough that he can make the words* didn’t…fall…tell…them…I..dare…you…

David: what? What’s going on!

C: That’s not important right now! God dammit,
Max! *pushes much harder on his tiny chest – could have broken a rib but he’s
trying to get the water out*

A: *running back with an old plastic first-aid
kit*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

*max seems to be refusing to cough* *he weakly paws at Carlos’s hand*

David: *comes running* OH MY GOSH MAX!

C: He was in the lake! He’s not breathing! *still pushing on the kid’s chest*

*coughs weakly, but not enough to get any water out*

David: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! DID HE FALL IN? DONT WORRY MAX WE’LL HELP YOU! *points to angie* GET A FIRST AID KID!

A: Okay, David! *runs off toward the mess hall
to get the first aid kit*

C: He just –  *stops and looks at the other kids*. I – yeah!
He fell in! Obviously! Help me get him breathing! There’s water in his lungs!

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

*jumps into the lake* *sinks*

What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*

*max is at the bottom of the lake* *he opens his mouth and breathes in the water*

//don’t worry I won’t kill him//

*carlos can’t really see. He has to surface to
rub his eyes but then goes down again, forcing them open. Sees a mass of blue
and black and dives down towards it. Grabs the blue hoodie and starts to drag
it up*

*max coughs, sputtering* *his lungs are full of water*

//get David//

*kids start approaching the docks, confused
and concerned. Angie is there too. There are gasps and some of them run off to
find David.*

*carlos breaks the surface and pulls Max up,
holding him with one arm while he swims to shore.*

A: Papa!

*max is soaked and shivering unable to get the water out of his lungs*

*Carlos crawls onto the shore, still clutching
Max. He drops him onto the grass and pushes onto his chest* C’mon, Max! C’mon,
spit it out! Cough, please! *looks up* Angie – get a counselor! Someone who
knows first aid!

A: Okay! *turns but stops when she sees Dolph
dragging David over by his hand* Oh! David! Come quick!

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

*jumps into the lake* *sinks*

What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*

*max is at the bottom of the lake* *he opens his mouth and breathes in the water*

//don’t worry I won’t kill him//

*carlos can’t really see. He has to surface to
rub his eyes but then goes down again, forcing them open. Sees a mass of blue
and black and dives down towards it. Grabs the blue hoodie and starts to drag
it up*

*max coughs, sputtering* *his lungs are full of water*

//get David//

*kids start approaching the docks, confused
and concerned. Angie is there too. There are gasps and some of them run off to
find David.*

*carlos breaks the surface and pulls Max up,
holding him with one arm while he swims to shore.*

A: Papa!

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

*jumps into the lake* *sinks*

What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*

*max is at the bottom of the lake* *he opens his mouth and breathes in the water*

//don’t worry I won’t kill him//

*carlos can’t really see. He has to surface to
rub his eyes but then goes down again, forcing them open. Sees a mass of blue
and black and dives down towards it. Grabs the blue hoodie and starts to drag
it up*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

*jumps into the lake* *sinks*

What the – oh my god! SOMEONE! Help! *sheds
his labcoat and wrestles off his boots before running in and diving after Max*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.

*just fucking takes off*

Wha- what the – Max! MAX! *starts running after him*

Huh. You know, I had an affinity for blue hoodies when I was your age.

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Oh. Who are you and why are you talking to me?

//lol chill max//

No. Don’t. I don’t want to take a ‘day off’ no ones allowed to know that this happens. I have to be fine.

It’s okay not to be fine 100% of the time,
Max. You need a break. It’s okay.

No. I won’t.

*stands up, not having any of it* Come on,
Max, let’s get you to your tent. *reaches down to turn the boy around and start
gently pushing him back towards camp* I’ll find David later.

*smacks his hand away* DONT TOUCH ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

*is startled. He frowns, disappointed, but
doesn’t go to push him again* Come on, Max. Let’s go.

Nononononononononononono.

Max – you’ve cried three times in front of me. You’re allowed to take it easy. I’ll explain satisfactorily enough to
David that you won’t get in trouble.

No…I don’t want to…

You need it, Max. You need to just stop for a
bit and settle down. It really helps with coping, I promise you.

No. I’ll be fine. I just need to go…swimming…to clear my head…

//max can’t swim//

You shouldn’t go swimming if the counselor’s
not around to watch you, Max. *pushes on his shoulders again to get the kid
moving* Come on, kiddo.

I have to though. It’ll help, I promise.

I’m sorry, Max. I’m sure there are rules
against it. You can ask David later – he’s an actual camp counselor, and y’know…
paid to watch you.